BLAIR POVA welcoming committee awaited us at our first stop. Two men and a woman in suits were flanked by three imposing figures, each bearing a prominent security badge. As we approached, a woman detached herself from the group.The slow, perusing smile she gave Ronnell was on direct contradiction to the proffessional handshake she offered. He took her hand in his, cupping it with his other. His eyes crinkled at the corners. “It's good to see you, Zelda.”She leaned in, her red lips glistening. “It's really good to see you, Ron. It's been too long.” This woman standing before us was stunningly beautiful. Tall and slender, with curvy hips and a tiny, nipped waist, she looked like the Hollywood version of a professional business woman. Her nice choice of outfitting could have come directly from the wardrobe department. Her glossy waves looked like they had just been touched up by her beauty team. I wasn't even jealous. I was sort of dumbfounded that this woman existed in real life.“
RONNELL POVIt was late, well past midnight. Sleep, however, was a distant dream. I stood outside Blair’s door, the thin panel separating our rooms. Had she noticed the peculiar arrangement? I'd listened intently more than once, hoping to catch a sound, a whisper of her presence.silence, was all I could hear. I rested my head against the door.I had screwed up today and hadn't even realised it while I had been doing it. When I sank into work mode, personal relationships didn't really exist at that time. Zelda riding with me to do the second security building inspection had been natural. We'd been doing it that way for several years now. A habit. But that was no excuse. Raphael and Lucas were harmless, but they were also A-grade assholes who talked shit about their own wives and had no sense of humor. I knew that the hour's drive with them had been epically painful. She deserved an apology from me but before telling myself the hundreds of reasons I shouldn't, I raised my hand and
BLAIR POVThe morning sun cast a hash spotlight on the unlocked door that separated my room from Ronnell's. Burrowing deeper, I stared at it from my bed, my fluffy covers pulled up around my ears, willing myself to get up and lock it. But it would be fruitless. If Ronnell wanted to be inside my room again, he would undoubtedly find a way to lock it or not. Last night had probably been another one- off-anyway. It was good that it was. Smart. The best decision.That was what I told myself until I flung myself out of bed to trudge to the shower and the full ache between my legs made my breath hitch. Oh, Ronnell. Why did he have to be so…good?He had always been best at sex but last night. I couldn't even remember a time I had ever been so desired on a visceral level.I brushed my teeth while the shower warmed up. The woman staring back at me in the mirror had been thoroughly fucked. My hair was in a rat's nest on top of my head. There were bite marks and bruises all over my chest, on
BLAIR POVPerhaps it should have been no surprise, but Ronnell started the day far less than his grumpy usual self. After we dressed, we had the video call with Nathan and then we grabbed a quick breakfast and he actually spoke to me instead of silently glowering at everyone in his vicinity. We didn't flirt. By tacit agreement, that didn't happen when we were working. Well, except for the time he got me off his office. But we had been alone with no witness so that didn't really count. Zelda, Raphael and Lucas were waiting for us at the headquarters, like yesterday. The men acknowledged me this time, but Zelda's gaze barely fitted over me. She was all about Ronnell, immediately latching on to this side. I didn't have to stick around to see if he was going to ignore me in favor of her. Daniella from the HR whisked me away for my first interview with a security agent. Today was already going much better. Daniella was sweet and enthusiastic. A manager on the headquater floor, she told
RONNELL POVBlair smoothed her hands over her sunny yellow top and flickered her eyes to mine. Even unsure, she was stunning, taking my breath right out of my lungs in her ripped jean that hugged her ass and a flowy top that showed a lot of tattoos and a peek of cleavage.She had left her hair down at her own request, and it was all I could do not to shove my fingers in it and gather it in my fists.It had been a few days since we returned from Dubai, and everything seemed to have gone back to normal. While I was drinking every beautiful inch of her, she was worrying her lip and working herself into an anxious ditcher. “Are you sure I should come with you? Won't it be awkward or even weird?” I took her hand and tugged her against me, giving her ass a hard squeeze. “I'm not going if you are not with me. And if I don't show, my sister will beat my door down since I have missed the last few brunches.”“Because of me?” Because I had chosen to spend my precious free time with her and Na
Ronnell POVI stared at everyone's curious stare, they seemed to be eager to know what relationship I had with Blair. To be sincere, I had been jealous ever since I saw her with that guy in the bar, never thought that the jealousy would led me into acting harsh and stupid.I cleared my throat before responding. “While I can't deny the fact that I had asked Blair to the weekend brunch, she is not here as my employee.” I reached for her hands and wove our fingers together. “I would go with option two.”William slapped me on the shoulder. “You're kidding, right?” Sarah shook her head. “I know Ron, he isn't kidding.” Mathews' cheeks puffed up, and he blew out a heavy breath. “I'm sure this didn't just happen in time since we saw you on Thursday.” "No," I replied, turning to face Blair who was already watching me expectantly with slight shock. She nodded, silently urging me to continue. "Ever since I met Blair, I've been drawn to her. I tried to suppress my feelings to maintain a profes
Ronnell POVI stared at Blair who looked worried and distressed, I gently wrapped my arm around her shoulder, I dipped my head down to whisper some reassurance in her ear. “You don't need to panic, you did nothing wrong, Princess.”Then I turned to address the rest of the table. “Blair and Nathan are staying with me and have been for a couple of months.”Blair's eyes peeked around before her voice boomed through the room. “Ronnell caught me at my worst. It was so embarrassing and a really long story. Unfortunately, Nathaniel's dad left me in a major lurch. My house was in a big mess, and I…well, let's just say it was a bad situation. Ronnell refused to let us stay there, so we're living at his place, temporarily.”Silence followed for several moments. Sarah was the first to break the silence. “Well, of course he did. Ronnell would take his shirt off his back for people who are clearly important to him.” Sarah patted Mathew's arm, no doubt sending a silent message to keep his mouth sh
Ronnell POVHad I not left Nathan's pants in the bag on the table, I wouldn't have returned to retrieve them after using the restroom. Consequently, I wouldn't have discovered the convenient side exit door, instead of having to navigate through the crowded dining area to the front door.If I hadn't left through the patio, I never would have heard William call me a Mother Crises. If I had been able to move my feet and open my mouth, I could have freely announced my presence and wouldn't have heard Ronnell's friends question why in the world he would be with me if not to save me from the same fate his mother must have also suffered. If only…I had heard everything, and even though I had tried to play it cool by rushing back inside and exiting out of the front door instead, I couldn't pretend well enough for Ronnell not to have figured it out that something was off. The moment we got back home and I had put Nathan in bed for the evening, Ronnell took me by the shoulders and led me into
EPILOGUETWO YEARS LATER“Ronnell, I’m fine___you don't need to follow me everywhere.” Blair muttered in frustration. “I’m sorry if I'm worried about the both of you like a husband and a father should…” Ronnell responded with a cute pout. Even after two years of being together, he still wasn't fed up of his wife, rather he even craved more of her as the day went by.“I know but I need to be free, not caged.” She joked, walking into the kitchen to grab herself more snacks. “The doctor said you will be ready to pop any day now and I want to make sure you don't wonder around and have a baby somewhere unpleasant.”“Pop? You make it sound like I'm carrying a balloon and I know what the doctor said, and I know where I'm going to go but you won't even let me outside the house.” Blair grumbled, grabbing herself some pickles , cheese, tuna, peanut butter and some fresh grilled meat . Ronnell looked at her with an arched eyebrow. “It's not me. It's your child who's making me eat these weird
BLAIR POVWilliam stumbled out of Daniel's hospital room, looking more like a ghost than a man. "Can you believe it?" he muttered, rubbing his face. "Shot in the butt, and still acting like he's on cloud nine. They're taking him in for surgery, but he told them to leave the scar big and bold. He said, and I quote, ' Chicks dig scars.' That guy, he's... unbelievable____."He broke off, and Ronnell didn't hesitate to pull his oldest friend into a tight hug. Sarah stationed herself to the side, rubbing them both up and down their backs. Daniel was going to live. He had been fine. A gunshot to the ass wouldn't stop him for long. But there had been long, harrowing minutes of silence where none of us had known where he had been hit. Okay, firstly we thought it was his chest that got shot because all we saw was blood. So much blood. Daniel had passed out from the pain and blood loss, and I had watched William and Mia crumble. They had fallen to his knees and cried over Daniel's body. Mathe
RONNELL POVBlair’s body shook like a leaf, her teeth clacking against each other as she tried to mask her terror with a forced smile, I grabbed her hands and pulled her close to me.The reason for her panic was clear as day.Tyler, the asshole whose lease I had terminated, had crashed the party, and he had brought with him Blair's mother, the woman who had abandoned her daughter years ago. I knew something was off when she didn't show, but this was a whole new level of wrong. I didn't see this coming, and I didn't like it one bit. A no-show at the bar was bad enough, but this? This was a total shock. I didn't expect this twist, and I definitely wasn't prepared."Don't worry, Princess. I've got this." I pressed a reassuring kiss to her temple. "No one is going to hurt you."I gave her to Mia and Sarah, who enfolded her between them without me having to say a single word. Then I stepped forward to intercept the two unwanted guests, Weston and Mathew, on one side of me, security guard
BLAIR POVI had been more of a wreck than I had suspected. It had taken me several minutes to clean up the black tear tracks from my cheeks. Once I was good as new and there was no chance of more tears, I left the restroom, eager to find Ronnell. Hopefully, he was finished with the security. I didn't think I had properly thanked him for the name of the building. Then again, the way I wanted to thank him was better left behind doors. My dress swished around my legs as I strode down the hall. The clinking of glasses and din of conversation swirling with the music from the string quartet grew louder with each step, but as soon as I reached the mouth of the hallway, a man stepped in front of me, stopping me dead in my tracks.“Hey, Blair.”The last time I saw Tyler, he had been making a scene in front of Ronnell's company. We hadn't heard from him since, so I had assumed he had slinked back into the slimy hole he had come from. Apparently not,“Tyler, you shouldn't be here. Ronnell told
BLAIR POVI walked back into the kitchen to find Daniel holding the monitor, and the others were gathered around, intently watching the live feed from the nursery.“Are you spying on my baby?” I teased. “Yes,” Daniel responded unabashedly. “This is cool as hell. You can just watch your kid whenever you want to?”“Of course, I can. I’m not as neurotic about watching him as I used to be, though.”Mia laughed. “Let me guess, Ronnell is?”I grinned. “Uhmmm, he finds it soothing having the monitor really close by.”William shook his head. “Yeah, I can see Ronnell as a total hover father.” When he realized what he had said, that he called Ronnell a father, he clamped his mouth shut. “Hey, it's fine,” I assured him. “He is absolutely a hover father, but I like it. It makes me feel not so crazy.” Daniel turned the sound up to listen in on Ronnell and Emmanuella talking. “Can I be aunt Emmanuella already?” “Yeah, that would be alright with me and Blair.” Emmanuella sighed. “I think you s
RONNELL POVDinner was easy and totally stress free. Frankie was babysitting Nathan upstairs, and as much as I loved my son very much, I had to admit having adult time was a very nice change.After we ate, Blair went upstairs to feed Nathan before we left for the party while the rest of us cleaned up. There wasn't much to clean up since we had ordered in, but there were a few dishes and utensils.Emmanuella held up a plastic container. “Do you recycle or do you keep these for spare storage?”“You can recycle.” I opened a cabinet to show her the stack of take out containers we had kept. “we have tons of collections.”Her eyes flared. “Oh my God. Ronnell! Don't tell me you do not cook for my best girl? Don't you know that you are suppose to cook for your girlfriend. I and my Fiancee are terrible cooks, but he's marginally better, so he insists on doing most of the cooking. Blair deserve that amount of treatment too.”“She does deserve it, you are right.” I lifted a shoulder, unbothered.
BLAIR POVThe day of reckoning finally arrived. Smith was due in town, and we had to confront him with the truth: Ronnell, not him, was Nathan's father. We'd exchanged a few text messages over the past week, but each day had brought a growing unease. Something about this whole situation felt... off.Perhaps, I was nervous because I had left him believing that he was the father of Nathan. Ronnell came into the room carrying Nathan. He had learned to blow raspberries recently and hadn't honestly stopped showing off his new skill. Anyone who came within arms reach of him instantly became drenched in his saliva, but nothing dettered Ronnell. When he saw his new trick, he proclaimed him a super genius and didn't even blink when he drenched his shoulder with his drool. “He hasn't replied yet?” Ronnell questioned patting Nathan softly on the back. “No.” I held up my phone. “I guess he is busy saving the world to reply but he's a notoriously bad texter, so…”I hadn't heard from Smith for a
BLAIR POVRonnell offered me my job back, and I happily accepted. I was relieved to learn he hadn't let go of his new assistant; instead, he transferred her to another department. I sat down at my desk, unable to keep the satisfied smile off my face. Being in love and being loved back made my mundane, everyday tasks feel a lot less tedious.I was so excited to be back to the office and my desk. As I pulled my belongings from the neatly stacked box, I noticed a small tear in the cardboard. To my surprise, the tampon inside had been jostled loose and was now upside down and facing the wrong way.My palms were sweaty as I picked up the envelope. The papers inside were scattered and rumpled, and a cold dread washed over me. Someone had been searching through my things. The only person who had been in the office and could go through my stuff was Ronnell. Had he found my papers?But…but… he hadn't even mentioned it to me, and we had barely even spent a second apart from each other yesterda
RONNELL POV I didn't want to miss more of this so I wrapped my arms around her middle as my shoulders shook, I clung to her with a franticness that didn't make sense but felt real nonetheless. “Fuck, Ronnell,” she whispered. “You don't need to feel bad because everything is okay. We understand each other now.” Lowering herself to the bench, her knees on the outside of my hips, she held my face in her hands gently. I should have been mortified by the tears I had let loose, but she pressed her lips to each one, never asking where they had come from or why they were even there. She kissed them away. Just like that.My Blair. My princess.Her fingers stroked through my wet hair, and her lips slid along my cheeks, soothing me, caring for me in the way only she could.“I love you, Ronnell.” She murmured. “I have cared for you for a long time, even when you drove me mad, but I think it started to turn into love when I walked into my bedroom after you let me sleep all night and there you